The Tears of Night Matter - Ep 3

From Hollywood it's time now for Johnny Miller I'll take that white guy. It's a Frankie Scanlon. Yeah Yeah, yeah, I'll tell him what was that you yelling the phone you heard it I heard you said Johnny Dollar. I told you a long time back. I wasn't Hillary Fuels You told me a lot of things if I'm gonna seek costume and try him out. Just open the door and walk right in

I'm not behind you see Hello Sam Johnny Johnny dog. What's he doing here Frankie? You mean this isn't future Get out of here, get out of here, I throw something out here. You heard the man Frankie blow.

No, sit on, Johnny. I won't bother shaking hands. He would try to put me in jail the last time we met. Tonight and every weekday night, Bob Bailey in the transcribed adventures of the man with the action-packed expense account, America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator, yours truly, Johnny Dollar.

Expense accounts submitted by special investigator Johnny location Miami Beach to the Universal Adjustment Bureau 518 Spear Boulevard Hartford Connecticut. The following is an accounting of expenditure is during my investigation of the tears of night matter. I'm gonna sit on here behind my desk and have a drink Johnny. Well I'm having to ask you a question. Save your

breath. I'll answer it anyhow Sam. Sam Costigan said hunt behind the big mahogany desk glaring at me with a pair of small pig eyes half hidden in a beefy red face. Both hands rested up in front I told him how I'd come to Miami Beach to look into an insurance claim made by

Elise Wendover. How I'd been in the office of Hillary Fuchs, her business manager. When Frank Scanlon had walked in, mistaken me for Fuchs, waved a gun under my nose, and insisted I come with him to see Costigan. So here I was, and so what about it?